GR translation: almost a reflexive Consciousness of Kind

[Mike Jing]

V755.29-756.2, P770.33-771.4   But it is difflcult to keep one’s whole
attention centered on Manager Zhlubb. The Santa Monica Freeway is
traditionally the scene of every form of automotive folly known to man. It
is not white and well-bred like the San Diego, nor as treacherously
engineered as the Pasadena, nor quite as ghetto-suicidal as the Harbor. No,
one hesitates to say it, but the Santa Monica is a freeway for freaks and
they are all out today, making it difflcult for you to follow the Manager’s
entertaining story. You cannot repress a certain shudder of distaste,
almost a reflexive Consciousness of Kind, in their presence. They come
gibbering in at you from all sides, swarming in, rolling their eyes through
the side windows, playing harmonicas and even kazoos, in full disrespect
for the Prohibitions.

How is this "shudder of distaste" linked to a "reflexive Consciousness of
Kind"?
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